The throng doth wildly press.
Our Football leader is wet through,
The half-stripped Captain of the Crew
Has smashed his hat, and on the way
The "Praeses" of the H. A. A.
Cries, "I will give a pewter cup
To him who is the first man up."
The Art Club dash from stair to stair,
To save the pictures hanging there;
And, liking not to be outdone,
Pull the proud crew of '81
Upon the hose, as for a cup,
Till firemen call out, "Ease her up!"
The owners of the rooms looked blue,
Their friends advised them what to do:
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